[ He likes that. Doesn't mind being held at all. He glances at the shower, and slowly, unwillingly peels himself away. He could stay there forever, but she's right, he needs to clean up.
The shower still works, he finds. He lets the water run over his hand, watching it with a weary look.
With a sigh, he drags his layers of sweaters up and off himself. Shivers immediately in the cold, too. ]
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The shower still works, he finds. He lets the water run over his hand, watching it with a weary look.
With a sigh, he drags his layers of sweaters up and off himself. Shivers immediately in the cold, too. ]